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Yeah, yeah I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred) Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap) Twenty-four shows in a month (A month) Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time) Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice) Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked) Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush) Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss) Go get it a must (Must) Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah) Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust) My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us) Yeah, runnin' it up (It up) Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud) Yeah, look at it glist', see what I mean (See what I mean) A lot of blue faces, you pickin' green Fuck on her naked, bust on her spleen (Ooh) Cross on the Chrome Heart, three K for the jeans (Uh) Feel like a player, keep a trick up my sleeve (Trick up my sleeve) I'm cool on you dawg hoes, I don't want the fleas I'm smokin' exotic, it don't got a seed Feelin' the roof and I can feel the breeze Pockets got nachos, extra chili cheese (Wow) Smokin' gelato, got me feelin' eased Might cop that Rollie for my oldest niece (Yeah) I drop a hit, I'm knowin' what they need I check out the motor, gotta have some speed Louis bifocals, I can't see defeat Cash runnin' over, I can feel the greed (Taurus) I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred) Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap) Twenty-four shows in a month (A month) Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time) Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice) Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked) Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush) Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss) Go get it a must (Must) Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah) Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust) My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us) Yeah, runnin' it up (It up) Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud) Went and got rich out the ground and the mud (Ground and the mud) Ridin' the Rolls and the mink is a rug (Mink is a rug) 911 Porsche and the trunk is a hood (Skrrt) Told her come through, come and sit on this wood (Come through) Neighborhood trap used to cap off a jug (Neighborhood) Fucked a nat-nat in the back of the hood (Yeah) I never ratted, keep that understood (Nah) Ain't goin' backwards, I don't think I could These labels be trappin' rappers like they Suge Got M's in the bank, bitch, I feel life is good (M's) They neck in the pavement, held down by my foot Been patiently waitin', wish a nigga would Just drop a location, my niggas will do it (Yeah) I got a old bitch, can't wait for me to screw her Just picked up two hundred, I'm headed to Forbes (Headed to Forbes) I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred) Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap) Twenty-four shows in a month (A month) Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time) Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice) Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked) Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush) Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss) Go get it a must (Must) Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah) Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust) My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us) Yeah, runnin' it up (It up) Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud) I blow Biscotti clouds of the bud (The bud) Throw the racks up, it look like a flood (Look like a flood)
Writer(s): Bee Sixhuncho, Bernard Allen, King Bee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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